But then I started getting flirty with her, every time she went to the break room, I'd drink coffee with her, got a bit touchy with her, light strokes... to her arm, light caresses to her hand sometimes, making innuendos from time to time among other things.I could tell she liked it, a 23 year old, with an athletic body, with a successful career ahead of him, giving her the attention she needs. And that's when she started feeling guilty. Guilty for flirting with me, while she had a husband at home. ‘Thick is what really does it for me!’ she told her friend Nancy on several occasions.‘I like long and black’ Nancy responded, ‘I once fucked a guy whose cock came nearly all the way to his knees!’ she said proudly.But impressive as that was, such things made Sherelle wince. Width that fills and stretches the whole cavity of her pussy is what Sherelle craves – especially tonight when she is alone in London. If she were back home in Australia the problem of her excessive horniness tonight could. When I go home Kevin and I fuck like teenagers in heat.” “But it doesn’t make the ache go away, does it?” “For a little while, until I see you here again.” “So you do love me?” “I don’t, Drew. Just because I want you doesn’t mean I love you.” “But you do want me?” “I want you. Right now, I want you to go back to work before you get us both in trouble.” When she got home, Cary told Kevin about her encounter. “He’s got my emotions in a jumble,” she confessed. “He says he wants me to love him.. But the money was on my mind."Listen hear Angel, your brother is a punk bitch... he has a lot of fucking nerve sending you here to fucking pay me... look here baby girl... the 5 g's is kool, but your punk ass brother owes me 10 grand." He didn't send me hear, he told me that you where going to kill him over some money. I asked him how much and he told me 5 grand... please don't hurt him... I'll get you the rest of the money."She had such a sweet voice. But I know how bitches use that shit on.